Friday, January 23, 2009

Soooo tired...

Tonight was the Brad Paisley concert. It was absolutely one of the best shows I've seen. I was so impressed by him. I swear the man did not stop playing the guitar for 2 solid hours, and it completely exhausted me.

I bought my dad tickets for Christmas because, as many of you know, my dad is a rock star. A real one. In a band and everything. We stopped for some Burger King on the way downtown, adn I gotta say, I completely forgot how awesome Whoppers are. That's good stuff. We got to the arena about 5 minutes before Dierks Bentley started, which means we missed Darius Rucker. I don't know any of his stuff anyway, but I've heard he's good. But whatever, we missed him. Dierks Bentley comes out, and I just really don't get him. Everybody I know just thinks he is the hottest thing and loves his music, but it just doesn't click with me. I can think of only one or two songs of his that I really enjoyed. But he was alright.

Brad Paisley? IS THE MAN!!! And for real, if he wasn't married to that adorable Kimberly Williams who I just love like crazy, then Brad and I would be married. Tomorrow. He is just pure candy. I always forget how much I like his music until I hear it, and then it's just WOW to me. SUCH a fun concert. He had a really cool stage set up with lights all over the place, and not the typical cheesy textbook concert lighting. Probably 40 amps all stacked up to form a riser and all the amps lit up. That's cool stuff right there. Fantastic. He tore that guitar up. Or should I say those guitars. I'm pretty sure he switched out every song or two. Rock it out Brad.

As soon as we got to the car, I realized my entire body was aching. Like hard to walk aching. Then I got home and my hamstrings were all tight and my back hurt. I felt like I had been in the gym for hours. It was all from sitting there watching the show. He was so on the whole time and lights and loud and videos and screaming people and just complete sensory overload. It wasn't until we left that I realized that my entire body must've been just completely tensed the entire show. Hahaha. I was so into it, that I didn't even realize it. So I got to see a great show AND it feels like I got an intense workout. That's multi-tasking.

Our seats were awesome! Way up but in the front of the section and it was only one of those 3 seat rows so we didn't have people climbing over us all night. Perfect. No crazies all dancing in front of us either. And you guys, I just completely LOVE hanging out with my dad. He's so awesome. It really made me happy to be able to watch that with him and know that he was really enjoying the music too. Great show, great seats, great company. :)

Oh and this drunk guy totally fell down the stairs as he was dancing down them. How do you top that?

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Good morning to me...

I feel the need to warn you that the following story is pretty gross, but gosh darnit, it's funny so I have to share...

Gracie is part garbage disposal. The girl will eat just about anything you put in front of her. I'm talking dog food, people food, coasters, cigarettes, lizards, your favorite (and only) pair of work shoes... She'll eat it all. For example, as I write this she is laying on floor next to me about to chow down on my fave pj pants that I left on the floor. Surprisingly enough, as random as the things are that she eats, the only thing she really can't stomach is chicken. Don't get me wrong. The girl LOOOOVES to get a piece of chicken from the table, but her poor little tummy just cannot handle it. You can always tell when Gracie has had chicken by the disaster that happens the following morning. Because she's pomeranian this means her backside is all fur and fluff. It's really cute. Unless she's had chicken. Then the evidence stays with her on all that fur and fluff. It's SO gross, I know.

Well, apparently somebody snuck her some chicken yesterday. Normally, she sleeps in my parents' room, but because I spent the night she stayed out in the living room on the couch with me. Apparently, the chicken kicked in sometime in the middle of the night, because when mom woke up, she said it was all the way down the hall into the living room and under my dad's desk. When Gracie trotted up to her, Mom said it was ALL over her backside. An absolute mess.

This is where I tell you that Gracie's favorite place to sit when someone is laying (or sleeping) on the couch is right on top of their head. Guess who was sleeping on the couch while this happened? Yup. After all the business in the hall and living room and all in her fur, my sweet little girl hopped right back up on the couch to go back to sleep. On my head.

Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase crappy morning huh?

At last...

Guess where I am?

Give up? I'm sitting on my mom's guest bed watching Biggest Loser.

But Jenny, how can you do that when the computer is in the other room?

Well, my friend, as of Sunday evening I became part of this whole technical/electronic/cyber age and got myself a sweet little laptop. Not even 48 hours later, and I am completely spoiled rotten.

I started online classes today which is really the main reason I went ahead and bought this thing, but the secret reason that I really did it? So I can sit on my couch and blog in real time about the awesomeness of tv shows. Hooray!

So Biggest Loser is on right now and I won't go into to much detail just in case some of you DVR'd it and haven't gotten a chance to see it yet. But dang. That Joelle. Whew. I would really like to kick her in the knee. She has these dead eyes, and it makes me so sad for her. She obviously has some issues she needs to work out, but her poor friend Carla is the one who is going to pay for them. Sad and completely frustrating.

Also, I would like Allison Sweeney to be my best friend please. Doesn't she just seem like the kind of person that you want to sit at a cafe and eat egg salad sandwiches with while talking about your fabulous new bag and her adorable new shoes?

Anyway, so I am going to go learn some more about the new gadget of mine. It's got the capabilities to do so many awesome things. I think I'll start with the important stuff. Like games.